saint of humanity

Chapter 287

When Lu Ye came back to his senses again, he was already standing by a large pool full of mist. Rows of immortal guards stood near the pool, and the first leader saluted immediately when he saw the city lord.

The city lord waved his hand and told him to retreat.

Lu Ye lowered his head and looked down, but he couldn't see anything, only the dense mist was constantly rolling, and the fog seemed to be bound by some force, although it kept rolling, it would not escape at all.

This is the legendary soul washing pool?

Yiyi stood beside him and said softly: "Lu Ye, that mist seems to be very useful to me."

She is a spirit body, so her perception of the mist is extremely keen. Lu Ye didn't notice anything, but Yiyi could feel that if she could enter the pool, the benefits she would get would be unimaginable.

Lu Ye turned to look at the city lord standing aside: "Just jump down like this?"

With his hands behind his back, the city lord took two steps forward, nodded and said: "Yes, you can just jump down, but you only have three hours, after three hours, I will send you back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ye jumped down directly. Time was limited, so naturally he had to seize the opportunity.

The figure kept falling down, and soon Lu Ye realized that something was wrong. The soul washing pool seemed...a bit deep?

The mayor didn't say anything about it.

Just when Lu Ye was about to activate the flying wing tattoo, his body lightened suddenly, as if there was some force supporting him from below, the speed slowly slowed down, and finally stopped.

There is no feeling of guessing the real thing under the feet, but it seems to be stepping on cotton. What is certain is that I did not reach the bottom of the soul washing pool. I turned my head and looked around, but I did not see Yiyi and the others. You can't see your fingers.

There is no need to worry about their safety, they must be somewhere in this soul washing pool right now.

With only three hours left, Lu Ye quickly sat down cross-legged.

The situation in this place reminded him of his body quenching in Longquan back then, which is very similar to what he is doing now, but Longquan has to absorb the blood mist to have the effect of quenching his body. It is different here. Power is constantly drilling into his body.

The body became light, the mind became clear, and the exhaustion of practicing and reading for days was swept away.

This is the power of the Soul Cleansing Pond, which acts on the soul. It is a pity that Lu Ye's current cultivation is not enough, and he has not touched the level of the soul. Otherwise, the benefits he can get here are absolutely unimaginable.

Even so, as long as he can absorb and refine the surrounding mist, the improvement of his soul will be huge.

There are such benefits without practicing, but what if you start practicing?
Lu Ye hastened to do something, and built a spirit-gathering pattern in his spirit aperture.

With the blessing of the small funnel-shaped spirit-gathering patterns, the surrounding fog was gathered and poured into Lu Ye's body at a faster speed, which made his consciousness clearer and his body lighter.

Above the soul washing pool, the city lord looked at it with his hands behind his back, and murmured to himself: "The four elephants gather in two, and there seems to be some connection with that one, which is interesting."

While muttering to himself, the city lord's face froze, because he found that something was wrong with Lu Ye, and he didn't know what method the kid used to make the surrounding fog keep pouring into his body, and the speed was getting faster and faster. come faster.

This is not a good sign. The mist in the soul washing pool is indeed of great benefit to the soul. Even just soaking in it can continuously strengthen the power of the soul, but everything is too late. Without reaching the level of contact with the soul, the only consequence of devouring the soul mist like this is to be assimilated by the soul mist and the soul will be shattered.

Giving him three hours seems to be too much. This kid doesn't need three hours. If he continues like this, he won't be able to hold on for half an hour.

The city lord was not in a hurry to stop it, but waited and watched with interest. He wanted to know what choice this kid would make when he found out that something was wrong.

The improvement of the power of the soul is irresistible, and it is easy to get lost in it.

At this time, Lu Ye was enthusiastically constructing the spirit-gathering pattern in the spirit aperture. As the surrounding fog continued to pour in, he felt himself becoming more and more light, and there was an indescribable aura from the inside to the outside of his whole body. Refreshing feeling, this feeling makes people intoxicated, makes people unable to extricate themselves, makes people feel that they are omnipotent.

As soon as this feeling came out, he became vigilant and stopped the movement of building the spirit pattern.

Because of his previous tempering experience in Longquan, he knew that some things were too much.

Silently perceiving himself, unlike the previous vague perception, now his perception has become clearer, and as the fog refines, this clarity is getting worse.

He could even "see" the spiritual power flowing in his body, and he could also "see" the talent tree in his body, which was rooted in the source spirit aperture, and on the talent tree, many leaves were ignited with raging flames.

He "saw" himself again, sitting cross-legged on top of the fog.

Lu Ye was startled, seeing his own situation from an outsider's perspective was obviously a little abnormal, but it was somewhat similar to the legendary ecstasy.

He lowered his head to look around, and found that at some point, he had become like Yiyi, a spirit body.

The connection between my spiritual body and my physical body is rapidly weakening.

The situation is not right!

He quickly calmed down, and when a strong pulling force came, Lu Ye opened his eyes suddenly, and found that he was still sitting on the fog, but he was no longer in the state of a spiritual body just now.

The mist in this soul washing pool is weird.

Realizing this, Lu Ye immediately became cautious.

He inspected himself carefully, recalled all the feelings just now, and quickly determined the problem.

The mist from the Soul Cleansing Pond does have great nourishing power for the soul, and can strengthen the power of the soul, but he has a limit to bear it, after all, he is only a cultivator at the Lingxi Realm.

If the power of the soul becomes too strong in a short period of time, it will instinctively want to get rid of the shackles of the physical body, such as the situation where the soul was out of the body just now, and as the soul continues to grow, this situation will become more and more serious.

The physical body is the container of the soul and the root of the soul. Once the soul is freed from the shackles of the body, it will really be transformed into a spirit body.

This is a result that Lu Ye absolutely cannot accept.

A pure spiritual body has many conveniences, but if there is no physical body as a support, it will be water without a source and a tree without roots.

Yiyi doesn't have a physical body, but she is a ghost transformed by Amber, and she actually has something to rely on.

Having identified the problem, Lu Ye did not dare to act recklessly again. This situation is different from that of quenching the body in Longquan. In Longquan, no matter how much blood mist is absorbed, the body will only become stronger in a short period of time, and the mind will be as strong as it is. If you don't get the reaction of your physical body, just get used to it slowly.

But it is not a good thing to let the soul become too strong in this place.

Originally, he had built more than 130 spirit-gathering patterns in his own spiritual aperture, and now he hastened to disperse half of them, so as not to be unable to bear the nourishment of the surrounding soul mist.

After a while, half of Lu Ye dispersed again, leaving only thirty spirit-gathering patterns.

The situation is still not optimistic. He seems to have devoured and refined too much soul mist just now, causing the power of his soul to grow to a limit.

Feeling it for a moment, I had to disperse the last thirty spirit patterns.

The situation became embarrassing, obviously the benefits were within reach, but he could only sit still.

Beside the soul washing pool, the city lord looked down and nodded slightly. Lu Ye was a little surprised that he realized the problem so quickly and even resisted the temptation of the soul mist to improve.

It seems that this kid is not bad, as he said before, one should not be too greedy, only contentment can always be happy.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Lu Ye take out the storage bag, open the mouth of the bag, and shake it from side to side, as if he wanted to put the soul mist into the storage bag...

The city lord couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, and then he realized that what kind of shit can't be too greedy, it's pure nonsense.

Under the soul washing pool, Lu Ye checked the situation in the storage bag and found that there was indeed some soul mist, but the storage bag itself has limited space, even if it is full, how much can it hold?
It is said that in the past, someone once got a few drops of water from the Soul Cleansing Pond by chance, and took them out to honor the elders in the family. Where did they get the water?

Lu Ye put away the storage bag and looked down.

This thick and tumbling soul mist could not have been born for no reason. Could it be that the water of the soul washing pool is below?
Hurrying to hang the storage bag on his waist, Lu Ye tied his head down, using both hands and feet, as if swimming to the depths of the soul washing pool.

After a while, feeling that the speed was too slow, he urged the flying wing tattoos and quickly flew downwards.

As if flying in the thick clouds, Lu Ye kept going deeper.

A full stick of incense did not reach the bottom of the pool. This soul washing pool seemed to be a bottomless abyss. Lu Ye felt that something was wrong. No matter how deep the soul washing pool was, there was a limit. normal.

Beside the soul washing pool, the city lord had already sat by the pool at some point, propping his chin with one hand, with a playful expression on his face. Although Xianyuan City often has living people coming in for some reason, he is the lord of the city, and he will not easily be in those places. It has been a long time since I saw such an interesting scene in front of the junior.

In his field of vision, Lu Ye did not go deep into the soul washing pool at all, but kept in place, maintaining the posture of flying down. The tumbling soul mist and the special environment in the soul washing pool made Lu Ye give birth to The illusion of ever-deepening depths.

In the soul washing pool, Lu Ye retracted his spiritual power wings, turned his head and looked at the thick soul mist around him, thoughtfully.

Since there is no way to determine how deep the Soul Cleansing Pond is, and there is no way to determine whether the pool water can be found even at the bottom, can you make some water from the Soul Cleansing Pool yourself?

Such a thick soul mist, logically speaking, as long as it is condensed a little, it should be able to form soul water. This is the same principle as mist condensation. As for how to guide the condensation of soul mist, Lu Ye has some ideas.

(End of this chapter)